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Well I'm in California with my dad, brother and his girlfriend.But I just started school, and picked up some seeds from a new freind.Weird quick story: as soon as I picked up the seeds a security guard came up to him and said to bring his backpack, he had 1/4 oz, a pipe, and some paper. On top of all of that, he was on probation.But I have some seeds, and I'm growing soon, my old log is mine no more.

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Quote:KeefTokesAlot said:Well I'm in California with my dad, brother and his girlfriend.But I just started school, and picked up some seeds from a new freind.Weird quick story: as soon as I picked up the seeds a security guard came up to him and said to bring his backpack, he had 1/4 oz, a pipe, and some paper. On top of all of that, he was on probation.But I have some seeds, and I'm growing soon, my old log is mine no more.

In California, a security guard is nothing more than a rent-a-cop. Don't talk to them; don't cooperate; don't listen; just run.

By the time they finish calling the cops, you'll be long gone before the real enforcers can do anything.